theCryptofishist wrote:I don't know if I'll stop groaning until I've hunted you down and made you eat mud...

LOL that struck me so funny. But then John's doing a weekend at Esalin and I'm home alone and I've been drinking wine all night.

Jkisha, Wow. Now that brings back some great memories. Esalin at 2am. The bars close. A quick drive on a crooked road in the dark. Drunk. Locals get in free. Tourists are $2 but they don't know to come so it's moot. On a covered cliff overlooking the waves, (that were nicely lit with spots). Communal hot tubs, Big claw foot tubs and massage tables. Oh to be young and careless.

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